Forced to marry a disabled man in the countryside? I'll repay you tenfold!

As for where the alcohol came from? Well, they don't know where it came from anyway. Isn't it normal for her to carry alcohol with her? Anyway, at this point, all that matters is getting the bugs out!

She immediately said, "Let me see first. Luckily, I brought everything I needed when I went out."

He opened the first-aid kit, took out several bottles of alcohol, and handed them to the medic: "Medic, don't rush to deal with those that have burrowed in. Apply this to everyone, especially the bugs that haven't completely burrowed in yet. Wait five minutes, and when the bugs are stunned, just use tweezers to pinch them out."

The medic's eyes lit up as he took the alcohol: "Dr. Su, you've brought everything! But what about those that have completely burrowed in? We don't have ultrasounds or X-rays here, so we can't find the worms at all. What if they've burrowed into the brain..."

Su Wanqing interrupted him: "I have experience with this. You handle the ones that haven't burrowed in, and I'll handle the ones that are completely inside. As long as we find the location, we can make a small incision and remove the piece of flesh along with the worm. After stitching it up, it will heal in a few days. Even if you go to the hospital, it's the same procedure."

The military doctor looked at Commander Zhao—this was the one who could make the decisions.

Commander Zhao gritted his teeth: "Fine! Since Xiao Su has a solution, let's listen to her! It's best to resolve this here to avoid further trouble. If Xiao Su can't solve it, we'll go back to the city!" He ripped open his shirt, revealing his muscular upper body. "I'll go first! Use me as an experiment!"

Stripped down to only a vest and army green shorts, Commander Zhao stood there and said, "Come on, Xiao Su, go ahead and operate!"

Following Su Wanqing's instructions, the military doctor applied alcohol to the insects that hadn't completely burrowed in. Five minutes later, a pinch revealed that the entire insect had slipped out, completely unharmed.

Su Wanqing activated her Insightful Eye and began scanning Zhao, the regimental commander, from his shoulders. Two on his shoulders, seven on his back, more than a dozen on his legs, and even some between his toes! The dense clusters of red dots sent chills down her spine.

She pulled out silver needles and quickly inserted them into different spots, pretending to use them to probe and locate the area.

Commander Zhao grinned, "Little Su, no need to give me anesthesia. Save it for the other brothers! Go ahead and make the cut!"

Su Wanqing's hands didn't stop as she replied, "What a coincidence! We happen to have a new anesthetic extracted from the aquatic plants of Sayram Lake, and we were just worried about who would test it. Commander Zhao, you can be the first batch of test subjects. If it works well, you have to help us promote it—it's half the price of ordinary anesthetics!"

Commander Zhao laughed heartily: "Alright! Go ahead and use it on me! I'll report back later that your anesthetic is amazing!"

Zhou Yanshen had already prepared the surgical tray, hemostatic gauze, and suture needles and thread, and stood aside to assist.

Su Wanqing injected an anesthetic, and the flesh on Commander Zhao's shoulder immediately went numb. With a swift movement, she made a small incision with the tip of the knife, then with a quick dip and a pinch of tweezers, a piece of flesh the size of a soybean, along with the black turtle, was completely removed and fell onto the tray with a "thud." Next came the stitching; a few quick stitches later, six stitches were all it took.

Clean and neat.

A collective gasp filled the air.

Old Zhang stared in disbelief: "Girl, are your eyes X-ray machines? How can you find this so accurately?"

Su Wanqing continued digging the second spot while answering, "Using silver needles to probe the acupoints, you can tell if there are any foreign objects around as soon as you insert the needle. It's very accurate."

Li Guodong still shook his head: "Even if it's accurate, there's always a chance of something going wrong. If we miss one and it gets into the brain, then..."

Before she could finish speaking, Su Wanqing dug out a third, a fourth, and a fifth. With each cut, she brought out a whole worm, her location terrifyingly precise.

At first, some people murmured, but as they watched Su Wanqing dig dozens of holes in Commander Zhao's body, hitting the mark every time, no one spoke up.

This isn't just "very accurate," it's practically X-ray vision!

Commander Zhao had dozens of small cuts on his body, requiring dozens of stitches. On the tray on the ground, next to a pile of blood-stained cotton balls, dozens of black grasshoppers were huddled together, some still wriggling.

Commander Zhao glanced down, his stomach churning—it was these little creatures, dozens of them had burrowed into his body in one night! If it weren't for Xiao Su, he would have lost his life today!

He looked up, his gaze towards Su Wanqing had changed: "Little Su, from now on you're my own sister! I'll remember this life-saving grace for the rest of my life!"

The rest was much simpler.

After Commander Zhao finished dealing with the insects, the next person took over. But going one by one was too slow—only Su Wanqing knew where the insects were hiding. Each insect required an incision and several stitches; it couldn't be rushed. The medics, on the other hand, were quick. A quick application of alcohol and a pinch of tweezers, and the insects that hadn't burrowed in obediently came out. Once he had cleaned the "half-insects" from everyone, he came over to help with the stitches.

However... the military doctor's stitching skills are really not something to be proud of.

They were properly trained in how to amputate arms and legs on the battlefield to save their lives, not in cosmetic suturing. The stitches were crooked and uneven, like sewing up a burlap sack. Fortunately, Su Wanqing wasn't picky; as long as it sealed the opening, it was fine.

She worked until her back ached and the sun was already setting before she finished processing everyone in the camp. To reassure everyone, she gave each person dozens, even hundreds, of extra needles, calling it a "comprehensive check" to ensure no one escaped. Everyone grimaced from the needle pricks, but felt much more at ease.

After the last stitch was completed, Su Wanqing couldn't take it anymore—five or six hours of intense work, and she was pregnant. She ate something quickly and fell asleep immediately.

Everyone held their breath and walked on tiptoe.

Commander Zhao thumped his chest loudly: "Dr. Su saved our lives! Anyone who dares to disturb her sleep today, I'll be the first to object!"

Everyone nodded repeatedly, not daring to utter a sound.

Old Zhang scoffed, "What are you pretending to be a good guy for? Just give Xiao Su a few more credits in the report later; that's better than anything else."

Commander Zhao retorted, "Do I need you, old man, to teach me? This time I'll definitely report the truth, and I'll give you every single bit of credit you deserve!"

The atmosphere in the camp finally eased. However, no one dared to let their guard down. The medic, along with a few lightly wounded soldiers, used fire and fumigation to clear away the grasshoppers around the camp. These creatures were difficult to kill; burning them to death was the safest option.

Squad Leader Ma wasn't idle either; he had the uninjured ones roast chestnuts. Several large pots of steaming hot roasted chestnuts were brought out, and everyone had a bag in their hands. They would peel one whenever they had a spare moment; the sweet taste was both comforting and entertaining.

With personnel injured and equipment broken, exploration was out of the question; everyone was confined to the camp to recover. Zhou Yanshen was incredibly busy—he had to check on Su Wanqing in her tent every hour, and when he went out, he had to set up defenses, arrange patrols, and keep an eye on the campfire; he wished he could split himself in two.

……

Su Wanqing slept until dark, not waking up naturally, but being choked awake.